You're probably so damn frigid that a guy would get frostbite just touching your panties."She had a shocked look on her face but she quickly shot back...with, "Well, you'll never have to worry about getting near my panties. It will just never happen."Dave looked around mockingly and replied, "My name isn't Ken and I'm not an airhead; so you're right about being safe around me, Golfer Barbie."He quickly shut his mouth and walked to the first tee. He briefly thought about what he and his father had. “Excuse me.”I walk to my room to change. Maybe if I lose the sexy outfit, I'll be less flustered and more able to concentrate on the work. I slip out of the dress and heels. But when I turn back toward the mirror, Kyle is at the door.“Kyle, what the hell?”“Sorry,” he says. “But I noticed earlier that you were wearing a thong under there, and I couldn't resist. I'm really sorry.”I'm suddenly aware of the black strap up my butt crack. Why did I wear a thong tonight? What was I expecting? These. At the bed she spun into my arms and threw a heavy hot liplock on me while clutching me to her with her hands on my ass. I started our little fling but she quickly got as aggressive as any other girl that wanted to get laid. She tilted her head back “Do you have a rubber?”I showed her my empty hands, “Then you have to pull out.” Having warned me she fell to her bed pulling me with her and into her in one swift motion. I pushed up on my arms over her as our hips and stomachs chafed and ground. David tried to say "Sorry for what?" but his mouth would notspeak. His arm gave way and he tumbled to the ground.He watched as Susan dug into her canvas back and pulled out whatappeared to be a 2-inch wide black ring with golden symbols on itscircumference. She knelt over his prostate body and opened his jeans,tugging them down over his hips. His cock tented his boxers, and asmall wet spot showed where the precum had leaked out. She tugged downhis boxers and his cock popped out, larger than.